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Jul 2021
It had dissipated.
To tiny dots.
Until...

one day
it was about persuasion
that thing that ponders
or entices your mind

Come Hither
My Sweet
Saccharine
Succubus

looking toward the call
of fluffernutter folly
it was inevitable

Truly The Thoughts
β€˜Twere Thwarted
β€˜Til

... the lowly lurker
lay waste
onto the ether
of Madness
Written by
Dark Dream
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     Dark Dream, Laiba and Healer
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